Focus is a strange thing. One can focus on the tiny details of something or the bigger picture. Being able to do both at the same time is the challenge.

I remember the first time I realised why I love photography. I was in George, my town of birth, sightseeing with my dad. Since I didn’t grow up there he showed me around. I ended up sitting on a railway line disappearing into the forest taking photographs. I was using his old Zenith E camera which he gave to me. Side note: guess this little trip has started way back in the 80’s when my dad returned from a conference in India and showed us his trannies on a projector. Anyway, me sitting on the railway…Next thing I notice is the horn of a train. I look up and just in time get off the tracks as it stamps its wheels passed me.

Point of the story, I realised the lens put me in a completely different world. It took me away into a square little box that I could move, shape and focus the way I want it to. A great photographer who taught me most I know about photography gave me my second lesson. It was a project to take self portraits. “Learn both side of the camera first.” were my instructions.

The same happens when I play music and think there will be many more times or things I will experience that do “that”. “That” being able to completely focus on one thing and the other part of you being on a kind of cyborg mode.

So hope Sunday morning “that” starts and hope India will be part of the bigger picture and that I will be able to enjoy and truly focus on the smaller details.

I am not really focussed today... So you know what, go outside. There is a weak spring sun shining on Cape Town today. Take 5 min and just take it in! Focus on it without your sense of sight.

Have an awesome day!

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Ps: have changed this page’s name to what it should be ( I think ) and have also added the “see” page…”hear” page still to follow with music…

Metrorail had people hanging out of the train this morning. Couldn’t help but get a smile on my face. Next week Wednesday or Thursday I should be on the train from Trivandrum to Kollam…

I did get very irritated when I got onto the second full train this morning just to see how much space there still was in the aisles. So I shouted: “People can we move down the aisle?!” Simply to let the other people on the station in, I was thinking. I just got blank stares: “ Who is this idiot?!”

I am willing to bet that on my way to Kollam people are going to be more considerate and the aisles will be full already or they will just get on top of the train to make space for more people to get in…otherwise think I might just be shouting again…don’t think anyone will hear me though.

So I wonder, is it better to live in a country where I am allowed to raise my voice and do and be who I am but people don’t really listen or live somewhere where there is no point in shouting at all...

Well not sure if that is the correct name for my blog yet, but it is ok for now. This is my first entry and I am just testing it.

So....passport check, ticket check, visa check and last night I received my backpack that I will use the 3 weeks in October that I am travelling through the south of India. Thought this might be a nice way to keep in touch every now and then and share some photographs along the way.

So I hope I will remember to add something while I am there and that you will join me in composing a journey through south India. Hope the sights, sounds, noise, shock and horror of the beauty and muck will be nothing like what I am expecting... Just better!

We will see, maybe I will hate it. Still, it’s a composition I look forward to!